Flowers for Me

Person

I'm up.
I can see the light.
I can move.
I can breathe.
I can look.
I can taste.
I can feel my hair my face.
I can feel the breeze coming at my face from the car window.
I can speak.
I can sing.
I can see my reflection even though my hair is covering my eyes.
I can see the ends of my hair dyed blonde.
I can see my past.
I can look towards my future.
I can see my reflection
I see a new me and a broken me.
I see everything good and bad I've done.
I think, "I'm ashamed"
Then I realize I'm a person.
A living breathing person that matters.